A woman was putting on airs,
Rich due to inherited shares.
But, with her nose elevated,
Misfortune awaited,
And she tripped and fell down the stairs.
A scream passed her lips
And she cashed in her chips
But her money passed on to her heirs,
Who spent it on wining,
Some quite serious dining,
And a few sordid but well-published affairs.

Okay, I must confess that typically I find the 'see more posts like this one' to be overkill ..... in YOUR case, cosmo, I'm reading old posts that are quite funny and ummmm .... titillating (I just read the one about your favorite word 'cleave')